[Intro]

Woah, woah, woah (Right there)

Aye, Smoke55

Ay, wait, does that mean he smoked fifty-five blunts or like- (What- what are you talking about?)

He smoked fifty-five niggas with like, a gun or something?

[Chorus]

AP shining hard, I been rockin' Goyard

Percie coming in, I gotta ship it through a post card

Scream if ya' want drugs

Scream if ya' geek hard

Scream if ya' love me baby

I been whippin' fast cars

[Verse]

Bad boy, I tote the chop like a bad boy

I'm finna get on yo' ass boy

My choppa eat like a fat boy

If you got the money, then show it

She pull up, she suck it, she blow it

I'm rappin' this shit like a poet, yeah

Pull up it's murder she wrote it, yeah

I'm fuckin that bitch, straight slut

What you gon' do with a eighth what?

I need a dime, I'm finna slime

Nigga just give me a pay cut

I'm gettin' that money I'm runnin' it up, uh

You cannot kick it with us, no

I just be swaggin' on my soul, fuck her she hittin' the eyeroll

I'm gettin' my nigga right, duckin' from twelve, I'm duckin' from 5-0

I do not want your bitch, she suck on my dick, she built like a rhino

I got the motherfuckin' swag, bitch I got the swag, bitch I'm in the bible

I got that motherfuckin' chop, it sing like it's Ri, it sing like recital

They said I fell off, fuck nigga I'm in my prime bro

Bitch I got them guns, I feel like no limit Kyro

I let off them guns, it go boom, it sound like pyro

He said that he hard, if he tough then why he die bro?

Skate, skate, skate, skate, skate, skate, skate

Bitch I'm trashin', hard

Why you playin' in my face

Hunnids in my bank, bank, bank, bank, bank

Nett said fuck swag, well it's fuck drank, yeah